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Chapter 208: Battlefield Salamander.
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Five Years Later — Glacia Territory

The sky over Glacia roared with the sound of war.

Snow, once pristine and blanketing the mountain valleys in gentle white, had been torn apart by fire, steel, and blood.

Ice cracked under the feet of thousands.

Screams echoed through canyons.

Light from spells and martial techniques danced across the battlefield like storms unleashed.

Mages clad in robes fought side by side with hardened martial artists, their blades clashing against inhuman weapons, spells countering curses in a thunderous ballet of violence.

The war had entered its ugliest phase.

Ever since the surprise retreat of enemy forces, two years prior a second wave had begun.

But this time, they came stronger—bolder.

Demonic cultivators had emerged from the shadows, attacking Glacia from the southern front and stretching their reach toward the outskirts of Springfield.

Their ferocity was unlike anything Verdantia had anticipated.

Villages burned.

Border forts fell.

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